Tuesday, May 17, 2011

It recently dawned on me that I have spent almost half my life with you in some form or fashion.

I discovered you in college. You were there in the background. I was drinking beer at Bluff Hole and smoking a cigarette. I fell for you instantly.

The next year you were saying farewell. I was stupid and weak. He told me not to go, and I obliged. Oh, how I wish I'd climbed in the back of that car and traveled those miles to see you. It was a sign. He left a couple weeks later. I kept the cd's. And came out on top. New Madrid.